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[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

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Saints and Sinners - Sinners and Saints
------------------- by Andrea Dietrich

The path to take for all is shown -

saints and sinners; sinners and saints.

God loves us, for we are His own.

The path to take for all is shown.

Since days of old, the truth’s been known.

Though all that’s good the darkness taints,

the path to take for all is shown -

saints and sinners; sinners and saints.


Oct. 28, 2016

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016

My friend and a most talented poetess....-Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

November

An Arctic wind comes reaping the mild air,
breath hangs in clouds and grass hides under frost,
low morning sun soaks branches soon stripped bare,
boots wallow in the reds and golds now lost.
Chevrons of Geese head south for warmer climes,
ground creatures bedding down until the spring,
their instincts telling them it is the time
when nature's heartbeat slows, and no birds sing.
No kindness shown as autumn's laid to rest,
no mercy given, winter's blade unsheathed,
it's willing victim gladly bares it's breast
and falls, in pallid shades the land is wreathed.
Each year this drama plays, the rise and fall
consoled by distant promise, spring will call.

Copyright © Viv Wigley | Year Posted 2016[/HTML]

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A truly magnificent sonnet~~~!!!--Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

A Noteworthy Passion


I wonder if a human heartbeat sings
Will lonely people witness perfect song
As Passion plays upon these lovely strings
What noteful kisses capture can't be wrong

Their bodies merging into blissful tone
She succumbs to his perfect passion pitch
True heartfelt music crushes even stone
The harmony of love makes us feel rich

Rise lovers pleasured treble heating air
Young dancers moving slowly within beat
A trumpet playing fuelling what they share
Each movement foretold in a music sheet

Praise lover's anthem written in the song
Yes music as a heartbeat beating strong

For Janice Canerdy's English Sonnet Contest.

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2016

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This is a very kind man , true poet and a good friend...
His talent abundantly evident in every poem he shares..-Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Walking by the lake

The sun is shining tenderly
The sky is deepest blue
Green leaves dance upon the breeze
As birds are singing too
They sing a serenade of bliss
And peace be all around
As all along this dusty trail
Blue lupin’s can be found.

The perfume heavy in the air
It tells of wild geraniums
Young ferns they look so green and soft
And all those tall wild gums
Give out a rather pungent scent
That I have grown to love
As parrots screech in blissful joy
In those trees so high above.

The lake, it glimmers neath the sun
As ducks give out soft quacks
My footsteps grate on sand and gravel
As I stroll along the track
Swamp trees, all gnarled and looking scruffy
Form a tunnel there for me
As I walk beside lake Joondalup
And the dawn caresses me.

Peter Duggan

Copyright © peter duggan | Year Posted 2016

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THIS IS ONE OF THE MANY FINE POEMS WRITTEN BY MY GREAT AND VERY GOOD FRIEND, PETER DUGGAN.
A VERY TALENTED POET FROM AUSTRALIA THAT ALSO PLAYS GUITAR,SINGS AND WRITES SONGS.
ONE OF THE FINEST LIVING POETS THAT I LEARN FROM AND ALSO ADMIRE GREATLY..-TYR

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Celebrating A Birth

Isn't life a joy beyond imagining
When a child is born to us?
Can there be any greater happening
When families become a chorus?
Oh sweet melody of life's golden symphony
Pregnant seasons birthing spring
Nothing can compare to the cacophony
Of a baby when first she sings.
Look: she smiles, she beams,
Her eyes seraphic twinkle, deep blue-green,
Enchanting, magically enticing, endearing,
Urging her mother to a hug, a kiss
Soft as the early sun on her puffy cheeks.
Captivating, she melts the heart,
Then strikes, straight at the delicious milk
Of her mother's full sweet breast.

Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2016

From the golden pen of my good friend and extremely talented poet Victor....-

Today we give Thanks, for our lives and our blessings.
All of which flowed from the sacrifice that came from a single birth,
Christ born....--Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Mystery Of The Light

Moon light harkens,
Seeking new dimensions...
Stardust glistens, while
Unmasking true intentions...
Awakening emotions,
Inspiring deep devotion...
Lightly, proudly,
Love unveils its pleasure...
Embrace it, taste it,
Measuring such treasure...
Cast your pains away
With clear voice that greats the day,
Kneel and humbly pray,
Raise the curtain of the night
And walk into the mystery of the light...
Lift your head
And walk away from
Shrouded fears...
Turn aside
Of the life
You've lived before...
In your heart
Seek one thought
Of evermore...
And you'll know
Him as you've never
Known before...
Warmly, lightly,
The brightness will astound you...
Sense it, hear it
Wrap its arms around you...
Let your faith be shown-
From the brightness that-
You know will lead to sight...
Forever walking with
The mystery of the light...

Phantom Lyrics Contest
Sponsored by The Seeker
11/15/2016


Copyright © Charlie Smith | Year Posted 2016

Excellent lyrics from my friend, Charlie Smith....--Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Shine Like A Sun - For Jill

“Shine Like A Sun.”
By,
Michael P Clarke.

(Tail Rhyme.)

Shine like a sun your beauty bright,
light up my darkness be my light,
the grace of angels.
My Aphrodite to the sight,
you lighten up my day and night,
love your light foretell.

I feel alive i hear you sing,
you are love’s dream love’s everything,
My heart cries its tears.
Into my life such joy you bring,
to your precious peace i cling,
i throw away fears.

In my soul i now feel your kiss,
i have climbed your own love trellis,
My heart it does cheer.
Days of sorrow i never miss,
for now i know your loving bliss,
love blooms you are near.

My love did seem a moulding moss,
through darkened life my heart did toss,
in my pain i sighed.
The pain is gone i feel no loss,
and joy has freed me from my cross,
all my pain has died.

You are the light passion begun,
love that is gold come on the run,
your temple does shine.
Searching so long the journey done,
you are desire shine like a sun,
Your love is divine.

To your love i ever return,
your kisses with love how they burn,
I never decline.

(Jill's Scrapbook Series.)

Copyright © Vladislav Raven | Year Posted 2016

[Balu]

Dear Robert,
Please hand over my Best Regards to your friends.
They wrote excellent poems I liked so much.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Finding Love:

Such lovely lilac and crimson tones,
As a rainbow of colours fill the sky,
Radiant and beautiful soothes my bones,
Takes me above the clouds so far and high.

Captured in a moment of total bliss,
Wondering all the time what is life for?
Suspended in awe like a lovers kiss,
Never felt like this to my very core.

Love all around and it's time I was found,
Beauty everywhere can't you see her smile,
Smiling at you and smiling all around,
It's time you gave love a chance for awhile.

But leave me above the clouds, here I'll stay,
I have found love in a different way.
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(Ten syllables per line)
31~10~16

Copyright © Rick Keeble | Year Posted 2016

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

The Park Bench

I wish I was a poet
With magical words
To make people see all of the absurd
Tears fly, paintings in pastel die

When we look into our mirrors
We sometimes miss
What love dumps upon all of us
We shed tears, for we forgot to shed fears

I have no legs, nor any crutches
So my voyage has ended
I only observe
Sadness upended

When goodness is confused
When gestures are refused
When the kiss that could have been
When a poets tear seems obscene

The one who hears is often deaf
The deaf sometimes have nothing left
If I could give a kiss away
I would give it to lovers with hearts that sway

Drawing love on paper in may

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2016

Folks, this is a true poet!
My great honor to call him my friend...-Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Path of sorrow

Sad fragile heart begins to beat faster,
for it knows it's heading for disaster.
Eyes fixed into nothing, softly they stare,
wondering why nobody seems to care.

Like rustling leaves abandoning the tree,
who gave them permission to be set free.
Virgin silent tears seep through wrinkled bark,
hidden, only when horizons become dark.

Evading towards the path known as sorrow,
unsure of what could happen tomorrow.
When lies become truths, there can be no trust,
as broken promises vanish like dust.

This sullen demeanour has no fear of death,
just the pain it will feel until my last breath.


29 November 2016
The Silent One

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016

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Poetry by-
My friend, Silent One, a very great poet and honorable gentleman..-Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

THE HUNT


Tresses sheened and coiled to perfection in its twist
Hair worn, as warrior helmets embellished to match
Eyes outlined in kohl and glued lashes for cat pierce

Heaving cleavages pushed or filled up, wreak havoc
Under corsets curved tight so keen minds bid adieu
Netted in snares of stockinged legs’ revealing nylon
Tramping in vamped stiletto heels sharp as a lancet

Fiery blood red lips wile and smile in a pouty bluff
Over charming empties, like fish lures flashing, so
Resplendent as the prize, is carefully scanned over

Prime meat's seen as one preened in glitzy heap
Radiating from limbs and torso in declared label
Emanating dollar signs, of a trump tower aurora
Yelling silently's a cheer, for perfect divorce play!

(11/4/16 – Acrostic for contest)

Copyright © San Woo | Year Posted 2016

A fine acrostic by my friend San Woo.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

The Heart of Christmas -EDITED

Tinsel sparkling on trees that toys lie beneath,
Holly with berries and the hanging of the wreath.
Everything is red and ever-green.

Hearth and home are comforting;
Evening is nigh.
As the snow begins to flurry,
Radiant we see the stars in the sky
Tonight.

Oh, Holy Night the angels sang beneath one special star. Can you
Feel the way the shepherds felt back then so long ago?

Commercialism of the Yuletide season,
However, was never supposed to be the
Reason.
Is there something different that we
Should be doing?
Take a moment to reflect. What really matters?
Make a promise to the babe whose birth you celebrate
At this precious time. Do for others the whole year long and
Share your heart!

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016

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This poetess can write top notch poetry in just about every form there is..
She is my friend and has the pure soul of a true poet!--Tyr

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Sifting Sand From My Soul

If I but one day of my life left
there'd be words I'd not delay.
Too long I've struggled, bereft,
my tongue mired in pit of clay

I'm sifting sand from my soul,
Baring my heart's affection,
finding bravura to be bold
yet fearing gentlest rejection.

Time squandered is ne're returned
so I must reveal what I am feeling,
hoping sweet ardor is not spurned
for love I've long been concealing.

Stars hover aloft in evening skies
but never could they outshine
the gleam I descry in your eyes
when my own and yours align.

Moon rising to Heaven's height,
beauty emerging from eclipse.
Not as alluring on darkest night
as a kiss from your senuous lips.

Sunlight yawns on the edge of dawn
but the warmth of his morning rays
cannot be compared to love born
by your touch that sets me ablaze.

I dare not lift tremulous eyes to see
the response your face has defined.
If you do not feel the same for me
it would be better if I remain blind.

Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2016

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A magnificent poem written by my friend Lin Lane...
This one is a pure gem!!!

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Presenting this awesome sonnet written by my friend and fellow poet, Viv Wigley.
This poet, amazes me with both the top level talent shown and the great diversity in his poems.-Tyr


November Sunrise- three choices


A silence all pervading, nothing moves,
the gentle hiss I hear is in my head
like record stylus placed into the groove.
Clouds form the upper circle overhead.
Orchestra tunes up in the nearby trees,
Blackbird and brace of Magpies, two for joy,
blue safety curtain draws back by degrees
a scarlet backdrop from the ground deploys.
The star takes to the stage with no applause
rising at the speed of summer flowers
white whispy fingers climb as ground frost thaws,
spotlights on cobwebs sparkle in the bower.

Nature murmurs quietly in the wings
new day, a new performance, Blackbird sings.

For 'Three choices...' contest, sponsor Sara Kendrick

Copyright © Viv Wigley | Year Posted 2016